I won't pretend I was happy to be back at the groomer's. In fact, once I realized where I was, I started jumping up in the air, clawing her poor arms to death. BUT, once I emerged, exhausted and dehydrated, I had to admit that my summer cut took years (and pounds) off of my "look."
My ears weren't done to her satisfaction (I mean, geez, they initially made me look like a Springer Spaniel vs. a Porty!), but famed hair stylist Richard Stein was kind enough to remedy the situation. After all, who doesn't need a touch-up from Richard in between cuts?! Not to mention "wash and wear" is certainly my speed.